An hour later the rest of the men were awake, including Iseri and the Captain. We left the apartment we’d broken into the night before and walked to the Grand Bazaar. Iseri had to leave but said he would find us in the Bazaar later. Gram and I sat at a counter drinking apple tea while the rest of men picked pockets in the crowd. Earlier that morning we watched them rob and beat to death two Chinese businessmen.
Gram received a message on his mobile.
Thank you for updating me on your progress. I’ve dispatched an associate of mine, Alexander Grealish, to Europe, in order to expedite your mission. I’ve been informed that the two of you went to University together. He has your information and will contact you within the next few days.
“Son of a bitch,” said the Captain.
On the way back to the counter, the men came upon two teenagers kissing behind a tent. One of the men hit the boy over the head and started going through his pockets. Another grabbed the girl and threw her to the ground. He flipped her on her stomach and got on top of her. He got his pants down to his knees before Gram ran up and punched him in the face. The man spit out a mouth full of blood.
Two of the other men attacked the Captain while the third pulled out a knife and came after me. He threw me to the ground and held the knife to my throat. I could feel the point on my neck as I tried to fight back. Gram came up from behind and broke the man’s arm, knocking the knife to the ground. Then he grabbed my hand and helped me up. He looked at my neck.
“You’ll be alright bud. Let’s go.”
We fought our way through the crowd to the front of the Bazaar. We made it to the street and were stopped short by a column of Turkish soldiers at the end of the block holding machine guns.
“Oh shit,” said the Captain.
A homeless man with his face covered reached out a filthy hand and grabbed my wrist. I realized quickly it was Iseri.
“Come with me,” he said. We followed him around the corner and down an alley.
“What’s going on? Why are there soldiers everywhere?” asked the Captain.
“This morning two business men from Hong Kong were found murdered. Those guards are looking for anyone suspicious.”
“Yeah, it was your chicken shit friends who killed those guys, we saw them do it.” said Gram.
“They are not my friends,” said Iseri. “I have been following them for weeks, hoping to find some information about my…well that is another matter. Now is not the time.”
Iseri became quiet and walked away. Gram caught up to him.
“Iseri do you remember last night when I was telling you about the thing Lewis and I are looking for? The metal Koi? Do you know anyone who could help us locate it or at least give us some information about it?”
Iseri stopped walking and began to rub his temples.
“There is a man who owns a store not far from here,” he said. “He is a collector of information. I will take you to him.”